I was exiting my subdivision onto the highway where people regularly go 65-70 MPH. There’s a stoplight, and I was turning left, so I was waiting for the light to turn green. When the light did turn green, I found myself paralyzed, physically and mentally, and I couldn’t get out of it. I could see the green light, but for a few critical seconds, I couldn’t make the connection that “green light means go.” It was like one of those moments when you walk into a room but can’t remember why you walked into the room and you stand there in a stupor waiting for the knowledge to come forth so you can take action.

Before I could get myself out of the temporary stupids, a car blew through the red light on my left at 60 MPH. Had I gone when I thought I should go, I would have gotten hit at high speed on the driver’s side… I would have been killed or at the very least seriously injured.

The car did slow down after the driver realized he had blown through a red light, and I looked both ways and ventured into the intersection and beyond, grateful and amazed at how being forgetful and paralyzed had just saved my life and had saved the life of my unborn daughter.

- Kathy Zant

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